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Monday, December 15

Safeco Fields

Dark, tall, empty
filled with majesty,
yet silence falls
upon empty madness;
no gay melodies,
seats of emptiness,
everyone has gone.

Barren of happiness,
locked behind walls,
your in anguish
until next fall.

Soon you await
the next date
for a homerun;
a fast ball,
a batters swing,
center field - gone!

The fans wild;
dancing and screaming,
popcorn and beer
- oh the serenity
to my ears;
fun filled fantasy,
a world series,
the crowd cheers!

I cant wait
until next fall
to play ball!

Safeco Fields by K. Saitta © 2014, A Walk In Verse